A/N: Well this is inspired by Big Brother, which I don't like a lot but I thought the idea of it combined with the Skins lot could be interesting. This is set in a time where Big Brother had normal sort of people on it.
Why the fuck did I ever apply to this shit?
Reality TV is the biggest piece of crap that's ever been on a TV, yet here I am with a little pull on bag walking towards a stage as lights flash and people scream, I wonder if this is like the life of famous people? If it is, I feel just that little bit sorry for the idiots.
I get to the stage and a lady talks to me briefly, I think her name is Davina or some crap which I don't really care about. I start walking up the stairs, turn and wait for the doors to open and when they do it, I walk in and start descending down one of the staircases or well the one the producers told me to walk down.
Pushing open the door I see I'm the only one who's entered this place, it's so open and the cameras are everywhere. Looking at the lines of mirrors plastering the ides of the walls where camera men will stand looking at me, then looking at a large table with ten or more chairs around it with a bucket full of ice and champagne bottle sticking out. Well then, I guess there is an upside to being first in, I probably should wait for the next housemate but there's no time like the now.
Another ten minutes or so pass with a glass of champagne to go with it before another housemate enters, it's a blond girl with two bunches wearing the goofiest smile I think I've ever seen.
"I'm Pandora, this is bonkers. Like it was proper mental out there, they seemed to like my dancing, champagne whizzer," she takes the glass I've freshly poured for myself and downs it.
Getting another glassful, "Naomi," I give a little smile and reach out my hand which she shakes wildly.
"We're going to have a wicked time," I nod along playing the shy trick; next person needed and please let them be normal.
Pandora chats about the crowd and I just smile saying something when she lets me have a word in, she runs around and then claps her hands together as a boy with curly hair walks through the door looking more than uncomfortable.
"I'm Pandora and this is Naomi," she tells him, flapping her arm at me to indicate my presence.
I pour him a glass of champagne seeing that we are nearing the end of the first bottle out of the thee on the table, offering it to him he shakes his head, "No thanks, I don't drink. JJ by the way," he gives me a nervous smile and we shake hands.
The next to enter is a tall, skater looking, defiantly a ladies man who will be lighting up all the teenagers of Britain's TV's for the next few months. His name is Freddie, this time I give him a winder smile and laugh at his bad joke he uses, hey I guess the drink is starting to kick in.
Pandora is showing us her dance and trying to teach JJ how to shake it, she's singing some ridiculous song about the 'mumbo jumbo' and 'making monkey' ass I think she puts it.
Twins are next to enter the house. Fucking twins, dressed in the same outfit and you are asking me to spend the next god knows how many weeks with twins who probably think they are psychic with each other and all that bullshit. The twin, who has bigger tits, introduces her self as Katie. Hopefully the other hasn't mimicked since it would be a good way to tell them apart. They better not give a shit about me getting the names mixed up if they dress the same, the other one is announced by Katie as Emily who gives a small shy wave.
I give them both a quick hug because suddenly this has turned into one of them things where you are all suddenly best friends forever and we should all sit around a fire and sing camp songs.
As Katie is busy throwing herself at Freddie already, that one moves more than quick, I go over to speak to Emily who looks a bit lost. She's got red hair and is pretty, I'll admit that, "Hey," I say, she looks up at me and gives me a smile whilst blushing.
"Hi," she says sounding uncomfortable, she fiddles with her fingers.
"So got any magical powers?"
She laughs and spits out her champagne, which just misses me, "Sorry," she mumbles turning red just like her hair again.
"It's alright, so you going to answer my question?"
"No I don't have any magical powers, why the fuck would I?"
"You're a twin, apparently you have some mind connecting power to like whatever, I only asked," she gives me a grin and then wonders off to get more champagne.
"What's up lady and gents?" A boy barges through the door cheering, making it straight for the champagne, taking the bottle, "I'm Cook and let's get this party fucking started."
Well there is one nomination straight away, no one takes away my fucking alcohol, snatching the bottle from his hand I glare at him, "Don't fucking drink it straight from the bottle, that's disgusting and all three bottles has to last us the night."
"Alright babe, keep your kickers on. Actually, take them off and ride on my cock," I wish I could kick him in the balls and it not be on national TV.
A girl is the next to enter with brown, curly bushy hair enterers, she looks a bit lost and nearly as soon as she enters Pandora and Katie are all over her like a rash speaking to her, I hear her introduce herself as Sophia as I pour yet another glass of bliss.
I get talking to Freddie, who seems alright, bit boring, I guess you can't have everything in life, maybe he's spent too much time smoking weed or getting girls drunk so he can stick it in them.
Another grease ball enters next named Danny, who instantly does a double take between Katie and Emily then has a wide satisfied grin on his face as his eyes move to Katie chest, great another testosterone driven machine.
Starting to feel desperate for a fag I tap my feet impatiently, there should only be a few more people to come in so it would be about an hour before I could get outside for a smoke, Pandora waltzes up to me.
"This is great innit?"
"Sure," I say sarcastically rolling my eyes.
A stick thin girl with long wavy brown hair, looking bored as hell wonders in and instantly grabbing the boy's attention, she walks towards me and offers a small hi.
"Hey and you are?" She smirks at me.
"Effy," she reaches out her hand; I take it, "nice to meet you?"
"Naomi," she laughs slightly before walking off with my glass of champagne towards Katie and the boys.
Last to join the house, is Thomas who moved from Congo when he was 15 he informs us all after Pandora asked about his accent, he also accepted her invitation to dance.
So my new best buddies and me are sitting there drinking champagne, minus JJ the saint who doesn't drink, I guess it wouldn't be that bad as long as we got a lot of alcohol, when I sit with the others Effy reminds me of my need for a smoke whilst everyone gets chatting to each other.
A/N: I know that chapter is pretty boring but it's just an introduction and also I'm not sure to keep it Naomi POV or to change it around, ideas? (: